Ten months on, feeding a baby has certainly digressed from my ideals. I always thought that eating for babies should be in the most natural way, thriving on breastmilk and home made solids, just like how Mother Nature intended us to be. Unfortunately Sophie's feeding habits are just not the way I imagined it to be.
It started out when my great ambitions of easy breastfeeding, stocking milk piles were squashed by the reality of insufficient milk supply. Having to succumb to formula with all the artificial ingredients thrown in has always been painful for me.
Then when she started solids, I strive to make our own solids as much as possible. I steamed mashed sweet potatoes apples pears broccoli fish long beans peas (even straining peas through a sieve to get rid of skins). But still unwillingly had to make use of ready made food pouches sometimes, due to traveling reasons or maybe the fruit was not in season.
I always imagined babies to be having lots of fun at their high chair trays, picking up peas or puffs or excitedly scooping food into their mouths. Not so much for Sophie. In the mornings she's better, enjoying her breakfast of pears and oatmeal. She hates dinner, screams and yells, as though I was trying to poison her with the food. She's scared of the broccoli trees, puffs, peas, blueberries... Every spoonful we try to give her is so painful at times, she screaming after each mouthful. And nowadays refusing the milk bottle a lot too. Sometimes we have to resort to spoon feeding her three ounces of milk. Very tiring! This baby is a fussy eater! Today after painstakingly spoon feeding her tofu with milk, I offered her some raspberries (from her birthday cake). She didnt like it at all, gagged and threw up all her dinner. Sigh. A lot came out like the Merlion.
